Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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GATE KEEPER
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Ragnarok loved his family. They brought him something he really never had in his life. Sure there were the metric tons of them in Diveen and over all scattered about Moladion, but he never knew any of them. Even his mother and father were somewhat unfamiliar to him and all of his siblings were complete mysteries, he had never met a single one of them, no one in his family actually. Church and his children were is family, his universe and he would die before having any of them taken away and any unlucky bastard brave enough to try would go with him. All of his children were so special to him, so precious and of course his soul was too. They were parts of her and thus got equal protection. The hulking brute would protect them all forever and they would just have to accept that fact that their father, or mate-imprint, would always he shadowing them.

They run his silver paws pounding the ground in tandem with her own. Hearing her move about scaring up a bunch of birds and listening to her barks of excitement as she egged them on to fly away. When running with her he always felt he was soaring. Had been the same when they first met and even today as parents it was still the same feeling. Their bond went above all else, and amazing team of silver and gold, sun and moon. It was always so enjoyable to act as if they were children themselves, while he wouldn’t usualy act as such in the pack lands he was more than happy to let a few deep booming barks out while they ran today. Free, alone and not really disturbing anyone. He slowed pace when coming to the river, his little light at his side and a soft smile upon his maw.

She leaps in with little hesitation in and at her egging he was ready to follow, whole form coiling before propelling forward causing his own mini tidal wave in the water. He stood there in the deeper water knowing full well she couldn’t touch paw at all where he was at. She sprung forward and he took a face full of water at her splash down. Shaking the water from his face he grinned at her as she swam around him. He knew her intentions as soon as a single paw touched his back He stood there in the deeper water knowing full well she couldn’t touch paw at all where he was at. She sprung forward and he took a face full of water at her splash down. Shaking the water from his face he grinned at her as she swam around him. He knew her intentions as soon as a single paw touched his back allowing her to clamber up and causing him to walk a few steps forward.

In the water she was pretty much weightless but as soon as her attacking and nipping of his neck started he reared up like a horse shaking around slowly in the water for a time before flipping backwards and plunging them both into the depths. He went under popping his head up laughing and slamming his paws into the water again allowing her to come up to take a breath before striding forward putting her chest upon his head picking her up and tossing her lightly to the side. Their little water games have just begun after all and he wasn’t going get off that easily.

RAGNAROK
Victim of his Own Creations
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